Day 149

May 29, 2022

In New England this is the beginning of summer

It looks as though the first nest to fledge will be nest 10 on about July 10th.  There are 2 nests with little balls of fur in them, they will probably be the last to go.   I'm going to try and figure out a decent chart from my journal notes.  I lost a week in there, but I think I'll have plenty of data.

I really felt a whole lot better today and I made some dates for next week, but I still needed to stay fairly quiet.  I did not go to hear poetry.  I'll get there, I just need to be slow.

I dreamt that Tristan was mad at me because I wouldn't support the idea of a book holder on his bicycle handlebars.  He thought I was wrong, that he could read and bike at the same time, and of all people I should know that.  

I went to the cemetery to watch the sunset.  It wasn't very interesting and I couldn't find Terry.  Where are my friends tonight?  When did we all stop making plans for the holidays?  Is this a residual effect of COVID or our age?